Today, I felt like Alexander and the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. Sort of like this:
I got a phone call at five oclock this morning from my sister Christen. She was hysterical because our family dog, who has lived with her for the last couple of years, died. She had to watch as Daisy's little organs shut down and she yelped in pain. Daisy was a purebred Chihuahua that we got when I was four years old. She was not a friendly dog. She did not like people she didn't know. She would bark at them with all her five-pound might. But she loved her family. She really did. She always recognized us, even in her old age when she had cataracts and couldn't really see us well. The last time I saw her, she got really excited to see me and wagged her tail and licked my face. I like to think that was her saying goodbye.
OK, I'm glad I have gotten that off of my chest. It is making me a little preoccupied, but there it is. Also, I almost hit a deer today. I was driving on Bonisteel and a deer jumped out from between two parked cars in front of my car and I slammed on the brakes. I was on the phone with my mother and let loose a slew of profanities, causing quite a bit of alarm on her part and mine. I narrowly avoided the deer. So my car was still going and the thing jumped back in front of the car again! It looked like this:
Honest to God, it is a miracle I am still alive.
I think i need to get some sleep to recover. I will post the newest work soon (tomorrow I hope). I am working on several papercuts. But these are soon to be transposed onto a large scale. I obtained a projector and a roll of black paper, so look out world.